The Blue Liqueur..!!

And the story goes as comprehensible as it can get. This could be probably the only time I can actually understand my own handwriting. No weird ideas, fantasies, situations my human brain can think of today. Probably just the amount i.e. the right amount of everything that inspired my pen to take these notes down.

Today actually felt like the first day at work. Probably Monday blues ( I wouldn't restrict it to the morning). One of those days you actually work a wee too bit towards the end & buy yourself a drink which you totally deserve..but just the right amount ..hehe

I was walking down the memory lane a s soon as I left my empty glass of spirit staring at the cubes of ice & the lemon that adorned the evening.

The wind was just so damn pretty sweet tonite, one of those situations when you actually think Mr./Ms Supernatural force actually asked you what you want & gave it to you.

People say good times are meant to end..but through my eyes, they just leave you with spine tingling memories that you would give up anything in the world for.

This whole write-up is getting too damn philosophical ( as one of my compadres would say..lol). And there are times I can go on writing about the absolutely crappiest topics knowing not where to slam my brakes.

This was one of those days that a human being would love to be in everyday of its life. And as usual I end up writing everything but the thing I intended to.

Started off with a hello to Mr/Ms Supernatural followed by real nostalgic memories of the batter & coconut at home. This did definitely end up with a prank leavin the victim with mixed up feelings first thing in the with open eyes though the sight of the restroom would've been much more soothing..lol

A day of virtual escapades where I grimly tried to inspire a potential nobel prize Laurette to screwin around with karate chops & a feather massage.. Marching up and down with a bearded hero...to disturbing a busy lady. Listening to what Merlin had to divulge..to staring at my empty lemon. Meeting an age old buddy...to walking right back home wid the wind caressing my un-haired head... I guess today was eventful to put it real sober.

I was actually trotting around the office with my shirt buttoned up for one whole day not realising how time slipped right through. Wet myself in the rain, not regretting one bit. Looked at the weather outside...pulling on that stupid stick of mine, paper to say the least. Every moment today just felt like I' d traveled back in time...not too many light years though..lol

And as always, I actually have the TV on, a writing pad...a pen..wondering what an “Audit trail” is..thinking of my next stick..not worried bout how tomorrow sounds..thinking of writin a song but born lazy..loving every sound of that cracker, the visuals of which weren't visible, the shack, the Tiger.

But I'd definitely bow down to the Orange, Peche / Peach & the Curacao blue..!!

Ajay Padattil
10/11/2009

Bidding Adieu.!!

Lastly but not ghastly I'd summarize
Little Joys wouldnt too draftize

Laughin dreams wouldnt now dramatize
Label now & I wouldnt be surprised

Listless buckets of dreams & still to galvanize
Limitless words & frozen to this might

Loveless janitory & stiffness wouldnt shine
Lambda is just another sign of virosity

Lord O Lord forgive me for this sight
Lint & lent, the difference I'd come by

Leaving times goin by would be a misery
Longing signs & by times would be a cacophony

Random words put together from a dictionary
Sounds Insane & I would sign a symphony..!!

Ajay Padattil
04/11/2009

Judgmental..!!

Now thats a word iv been toying around since this evening. I dont even know wot this word means,probably the first thing I'm writin with this pen of mine when I pray my soulmates reached home jus fine & he aint sleepin on a “paya” made of pure straw. Now the straw is drawn from pure “pullu” tied together to form a smooth & shallow bedspread, which satin would be too shy to talk bout.

Deviating and coming back to the topic I talked about,getting judgmental isnt a sin,but it kinda affects a human being in a way that it isnt supposed to. It sumhow evokes the conscious self, buried deep within the human & prompts him/her to act as the situation demands.

Listening to the tunes of life would still breathe too much of sarcasm yea..?! When a living being realizes you're being watched, he/she kinda acts accordingly breaching the true essence of individuality. The human is too shy to explore the kid in oneself. By kid, I mean the child,the youth, the freedom,the innocence. If one does feel this within him/her , I guess the world would be a much happier place to stay in.

Let music be a part of it. Let hopes be the soul of it. Let rhythm be the grammatical error (after all who wouldnt love a dance.?!). Let go & let live. Too many 'I's' in the whole leaflet yea.?!

I actually asked a friend of mine to reiterate this word “Judgmental” to me in the evening as I was watchin a movie for the second time. I have absolutely no idea why I'd asked him to remind me of that but one scene stuck to my head & there was only one thing I could think of, and you are reading the ill effects of my memory...hehheh!

Trivial sounds this word,sickening as people say. But the question is how many of us try to stay neutral but get judgmental at one point in life.? Judging a person keeping his/her good qualities as a benchmark seems fruitful,questioning his/her weaknesses & trampling the very essence of existence aint an honour. Look at the strengths of another human being. Absorb or at least trying wouldnt cost your sould. But harping on the weaknesses & tapping it to your advantage (Some people call it POLITICS) wouldn't serve the purpose of life called satisfaction. Short lived triumphs would be a guest in your closet but your wardrobe wouldt consist of only monochromes.

“You did this coz you are built this way” would sound a bugle or ring a bell just coz the person in question doesn't feel the same. A person probably would lay down his/her sword someday & say its enough only when he/she wouldn't breach the code of liveliness & surrender to pessimism.

Laughter is a challenge,but aint it satisfactory to an extent where “laugh” & “there” collide.?!Learn to laugh at yourself & try to narrow the gap between “You“ & “I”. A publicity stunt.?! Probably!! heheheheh...(It was easier to type that online) , but realize that it aint too difficult to smile.!

Totally deviated from judgmental. But id like to say jus one small lil insignificant piece of literature that would make zilch sense to the normal human medulla oblongatta.

“Try looking within yourself. Laugh at yourself & how many times would you think about laughin at others.?!”
Ajay Padattil
22/10/2009

Lastin Beliefs...!!

Swift as the drift may seem now
Liftin blisters wouldnt sound too sweet

Saffron is the realm of ravity & I'd Fulfill
Lasting breezes of time I wouldnt foresee

Stiffen the Realization of swamp I'd say
Laughin things away sounds an epitome

Synergy doesnt make too much sense & stole
Pronounciations wouldnt hold too much label

Symptoms of slackness I would foresee
Lisp would be a thing and default

Silk would be a material to distant with
Long gone was the brazen hopes of silk & staff

Sin wouldnt be too damn irrepressible
Linguistic defers wouldnt trap too many

Sassy wouldnt prove too Chic
Life is me & I aint too proliferate

Ajay Padattil
14/10/2009

How Many tunes..!?

Somethings in life you cant deny
Bristle sweeps of this time

Sacrifice in all with this start
Beautiful as it may fly...

Sanctity wouldnt be much sly
Bad too much grey & Id fly

Smitten by the glands of this dream & must I
Banished from this stream & you'd cry

Scalped & Jiffyed but time goes by
Blistered swiftly but cant feel dry

Sincerity cant laugh but deny
Bathing forests will but sigh

Silt & Sand would feel & I
Blurry feelings should but why.?!

Swell was this feeling & i'm high
Blow this world & Stiffeth but bright..!!

Ajay Padattil
13/10/2009

Very Savvy.!!

Life is on the sphinx of sodomachity
Land could probably be a heat of the moment

Safety is the smartest of the lot
Security is the leaf of this palette now

Love could be one heavy beautiful dream
Listen carefully to these festivals of welcoming

Sincerity sounds too mellow a theme to decipher
Snarling at these realities would mix a cocktail

Lost in the sweet essence of trifle orange
Leave the mango, tropicality wouldnt suffice

Smoke chokes the very beefing existence
Stark beliefs would definitely pave the truth

Listing things that we've not succeeded at
Lasting feelings wouldnt positivise earth.?!

Ajay Padattil
03/10/2009

And Shall I..!!

I was actually thinkin about writin sumthing which would start of as “ Me: I'm Aju.. How u doin today. Mr/Mrs/Ms/ Kumari X: Me doin okie, hope u alrite!”.But then again I guess life isnt too damn complicated to actually script it yea? Jus Wondering if angels & demons exist. Weird Concept, but I guess I can live with the wierdest of stuff you can imagine. Looking at life with my kinda perspective...I guess life is definitely a journey.. People say the world is definitely a small place & spherical oblate too... the earth.!! People come and people go.... Looking back at that official folder that I hold as a folder in my official mail called “ Bidding Adieu” , I would say yes to the fact that life & earth both could be classified as spherical oblate. Askin me for the definition of that word would be an absolute waste of time,coz even I wouldnt be able to summarize it in jus a few pages.

Speakin bout spherical oblate, a sphere would just put me in front of that very diameter that we were speakin bout earlier...or were we.?! To be frank I do not know what oblate exactly means coz sumbody told me it means flattened at the ends which makes no sense absolutely whatsoever..lol....

Angels do exist on earth as well,aint a myth would be more philosophical. The way you look at life defines both of em, Angels & Demons were the two classifications yea.?! How bout a hybrid called “ Angemons”.? Sounds wiered.?!?! It would coz I'm gonna call em “Humans”... Digestion woz sumthing that scientists gave 4 hrs to.! Now Angemons are sumthing that are definitely mortal to speak the least. Imagine if there woz only “good” in a person...Wouldnt life be too boring to live only with perfection.?!? If there is a tinge of “Sin” or the Dark Side, Life would be so much better as long as you don't end up sticking to the “emons” part...lol..

I guess I aint makin ne sense drabbing on this effect yea.?!.. I was actually thinkin of getting sum good music but the sinner in me woulod stop at sumthing which would be clear. Yep ..its the same ol notepad & the pen (black) which you would never find.

I was jus wondering how livin on mas would feel like..! You'v got a friend whos got 4 arms & 6 feet (Sans Hollywood portrayal ..Coz dey show this guy with a huge green head & distorted Feet..lol.). He would be a much better “Human” tan we all were designed to be. Aaaah I guess this whole thing is getting too philsophical huh... (Hurrah! I got that spelling right)...

But if there were Angemons, they've actually got the wings & the spirit to commit a non-grave sin & get away with it : The perfect blend of Mischief.. would kinda summarize em yes?!. Shall I say this ink is killing me mor the essence of this entire nite inspiring me to live on.?!? too many questions in this prose , or shall I say an epithet which which kinda extended itself to the extent of sounding like random thoughts ,senseless nevertheless...lol.

A place on earth where you've got two Angemons listening to each other,placing one before the other,trusting one another, believing in one another,kicking the others butt widout a logical endpoint,loving one another,plannin on panning but end up livin life fot the moment, trading beliefs, “ Looking for more.?!”.... Got u on the last one.... Naa!? Then i'd say God bless and Cheers! (In all senses..lol)

Ajay Padattil

26/09/2009

Simple..!!

I alwayz thought i should write sumthing that human beings understand...hehehe..My handwritin is too damn sad,probably why i hid behind this dirty vocabulary of mine. Truly speaking when i started writing this all i could think of was a bit of paper & a pen that i wouldnt find if not. Doesnt sound one bit impressive but what the hell,at 1:00 am in the morning nothing would,not even a bit of bubblegum chewing to damn sarcastic yea.? I havent even thought bout the previous sentence ,coz it surely sounds too absurd to even get close to t\reality. Simple could mean different things,chronologically speakin,as a friend of mine said,aint statin his name coz i guess hes a lil scared of being photographed & appearing on page 3..lol..but when we speak bout Mr. Columbus ( Christopher )(dont even know if dat was his first name),discovered Red Indians,he did know India existed yea.? So who was Vasco Da gama.?!?? interested or Grossed out. I wouldnt ask you to read on...but your wish is my command...thinkin bout whoever invented that piece of the dialogue. Mysterious aint it, The Columbus Part.!! Coming back to simple... you are simple...I am simple...The language is simple...Words are....sentences are....the grammar is...honey is...sugar is....music is....If all these were wot you call simple was there,wouldnt be sumthing called sarcasm & criticism. I'm not even sure of sure if the pronunciations or spellings of half the stuff I'm writing is correct or semantically alright,but is the flow of this pen...? Black ink by the Way. aah I do hear this instrument called the flute playing right now. sounds simple but im sure there wouldnt be one note that i can play right,but to my ears,they just sound so simple & beautiful.
Now we started off at simple,but this thing kinda got outta the way & descended to my stupid thoughts yea.?!?!
Simple could simply be put as something that can be deciphered without a cerebrum actually being in sync with that one small little heartbeat ,without which a human could be reduced to one small little smitten insatiable entity. Now dat previous sentence if i do read tomorrow morning would make absolutely zilch sense to me but still. To put simple in simple terms,it would be sumthing that a human being would read or hear or see & would register in his/her brain as specific digital/analog signals that would stimulate the feeling of satisfaction or a sense of pleasure releasing 1/10th of the dopamine that the brain couldnt criticize. Damn i''m still going into the same trance that i used to write my poems with & saturate the very essence of existence.
I seriously thought that i should en this at one page of the very notepad that your looking for. "Warning": "Caution" -> there is no summary to this COMPREHENSION. No heroes,no heroines,No villains,No relatives,No emotions, No tragedy,No action,No melodramatic Scenes, no Colour, no Dreams, No expectations, No Camera, No Lights, No Cut.... Would that sound Complicated or Plain Simple.?!
Ajay Padattil
18/09/2009

Horizon.!!

Hey Look at the Earth now
Placid dreams aint sinnin the vocab

Wouldnt i place me before the world sinisoidal
Swift seems the thing of nature

Laugh all you want but truly
Scanning the sweetness of humans unavoidable

Last but not the least say philosophers
Wouldnt try them lone passengers

Away from d distant dreams blowin away
Literature woz never ever my forte

Developin sacrifices woz too forgiving
Laziness woz alwayz a strife

Livin Life as u wanna not live
Nothing But a draft..d zoo aint the horizon.!

Ajay Padattil
31/08/2009

Land Me..!!

Life is like a box of chocolates
Lame Excuses aint to lift me

Lonely drifts of life wouldnt surpass
Limitations of this galaxy & beyond

Lasting feelings blatently deny
Listed times wouldnt bear this dream

Life & beyond seems a repetition
Labrynth sounds this vocab & semantics

Lasting feelings blowin napthalene
Laden beliefs wouldnt play a scream

List the things dat youve done rite
Lift me up & prove death I'm god.

Ajay Padattil
20/08/2009